One won’t arrive
at the very end—
an obvious metaphor for death—
land on a sill,
or circle ominously in the air.
Instead,
there’ll simply be
a sunny robin
hopping in the yard
joyfully pulling worms
from their dark home
into sudden and forever
light.
Jeremiah Gamble makes an honest living making stuff up. He’s a playwright, poet, librettist, singer/actor and storyteller. He was selected for the Midstream Reader Series and his poetry has appeared in Hummingbird: Magazine of the Small Poem (this piece appeared in XXXIV:1), and the Art House Dallas Reader: On Mortality. He and his family live in Saint Paul, Minnesota.